My dad was a singer in a band and neither of my parents went to college, and I ended up getting into Harvard and was the first person in my family that went to college and it happened to be Harvard.
My dad passed away before my freshman year, and it altered how I thought. I was depressed – I didn’t hang out with my friends. I worked through it by dancing.
My dad says I could sing before I could talk, if that’s possible. I was always humming and things like that.
My dad said to me growing up: ‘When all is said and done, if you can count all your true friends on one hand, you’re a lucky man.’
Fortunately, as it pertains to guns, my dad and uncle introduced me to guns the way it needs to be done: smart, slow and safe.